Chapter 567

This is a disguised saying that Tang Wanrou is not a snow sea at all.

They will contact the real snow sea to prove it.

The atmosphere in the middle of the river is so bad that I don't want to.

"How can our xuehaida be the garbage of Tang Wanrou?"

"What the hell!"

"Dare to pretend to be Xuehai dada!"

"How can my idol be a tasteless woman like her?"

The agent looked at him and quickly comforted him. "Forget it, the company has sent a microblog and is contacting Xuehai dada. Don't worry, your idol is definitely not Tang Wanrou."

"I'm so angry!" Jiang Xin was so angry that he smoked on his head. "My idol doesn't eat human fireworks and regards fame and wealth as dirt. Tang Wanrou doesn't even deserve to mention shoes with him."

"Yes, I don't deserve it."

The agent echoed him, but he was thinking, what if it is? Then you'll be beaten in the face?

What shall we do then?

Think about it. It's Shura field.

However, the ancestor completely believed that the snow sea would not be Tang Wanrou. Even the company had to face Tang Wanrou every minute after listening to Bo Xingzhi's opinion.

He handed Jiang Xinfeng a pair of chopsticks. "Brother Feng, hurry, this side is cold."

"What to eat? No mood!" Jiang Xinfeng threw away his chopsticks, grabbed a bottle of water on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap, and gulped several mouthfuls.

It seemed that only in this way could he quench the fire in his heart.

After all, Jiang Xinfeng is the top stream. After his microblog was sent out, the microblog almost collapsed.

The server keeps adding.

Not only that, not long after he posted a microblog, Xue Chen also posted a microblog.

"I don't know who Xuehai is, but I must support sister Su! Sister Su is invincible!"

Both top Streams Support Ruan su.

This

It's century support!

In addition to them, Yan Yidao also posted a microblog. First, I congratulated Ruan Su on winning the Geli award and becoming an old rumor.

Then he supported her and said that whoever Xuehai was, he supported Ruan Su!

Microblogging is almost paralyzed by these celebrities.

Bo Wenyu also posted a microblog to support his sister-in-law. "My sister-in-law is the most loved person in my life! No matter what the storm is and how huge Xuexue's fans are, I will support my sister-in-law to the end!"

When Wang Xinya saw it, she also posted a microblog.

"Miss Ruan is the light guiding my growth. Without her, I might still be Wang Xinya, who will only rub the heat and don't want to make progress. I love her!"

The technical brothers of microblog added servers and programs overnight.

He was so tired that he almost collapsed.

So many stars came out to support Ruan Su and those fans of Xuehai.

Xuehai has many fans, but the combat effectiveness and Xue Chen are far from Jiang Xinfeng's fans.

The microblog is in a mess.

Plus Bo Wenyu and Wang Xinya's fans.

Bo Xingzhi and Ruan Su's CP powder, as well as Ruan Su's own powder, not only that, but also some people who eat melons.

All parties gathered together.

It's a grand occasion of the century to make a personal horse turn on the microblog.

Xuehai's fans think Tang Wanrou is Xuehai, and some Xuehai's rational fans think things need to be found out.

At the beginning, Xuehai cooperated with Bo's entertainment, which made jiangxinfeng popular.

Bo entertainment must know who Xuehai is.

So some rational fans are waiting for the real arrival.

Those fans who think Tang Wanrou is Xuehai are crazy fighting with fans of other factions.

There are also some people who don't mind watching the excitement. They run to Tang Wanrou's microblog and keep leaving messages.

"Are you a snow sea? If you are, you can show evidence!"

"Come out and talk!"

"Bo's entertainment is over. Why don't you come out?"

"Shouldn't you be pretending? You take the evidence!"

Public opinion gradually began to tilt.

Those who thought she was a snow sea gradually doubted life.

If she is really a snow sea, why doesn't she say anything? Let these public opinions ferment, let everyone guess and tear B.

She was pressed to speak, but she held her breath.

At this time, Tang Wanrou was flustered.

She didn't expect things to ferment to this extent.

The whole network is pressing her to show evidence.

She looked at Mrs. Tang impatiently, "Mom, what should I do now? Bo's entertainment came out and said to contact Xuehai."

She looked at the Internet like a fryer, and her face became whiter and whiter.

"Mom, do something."

"What else can we do?" Mrs. Tang took a deep breath. "Calm down and don't panic. Xuehai has always been low-key, and he doesn't like to abandon his appearance. We just take advantage of this. Wait and see what happens. He won't come out."

"If he wanted to make fame and fortune, he would have come out long ago. Would he wait until now?"

What Mrs. Tang said is also somewhat reasonable.

Having said that, Tang Wanrou was still a little uncomfortable.

I always feel as if something is going to happen, and I have a bad hunch.

"Mom, look at your uncle and grandpa!" Tang Wanrou looked at the new topic of hot search, and her face became whiter and whiter. "He passed the piano directly to Ruan su."

"Old and immortal!" Mrs. Tang had a look of indifference on her face, and now it seemed as if several steel needles had pierced her heart.

She wanted the Guqin for a long time, but Yan Nie refused to give it to her.

Now it's passed on to Ruan Su, his enemy!

"He doesn't know who is far away from him and who is close to him. Doesn't he know? We are his relatives!" Tang Wanrou pushed away his chair impatiently. "My uncle and grandpa are too much!"

She is more and more flustered now, and even her uncle and grandfather are partial to Ruan su.

She impulsively kicked her feet and pinched the palm of her hand to calm herself, but she just couldn't calm down.

It's almost dawn since it happened.

But her mind is full of blank.

There was hardly any blood on her beautiful face. After venting her emotions, she sat on the sofa foolishly.

Mrs. Tang was also very embarrassed. She didn't know why. She always felt as if she had a sense of frustration.

Obviously, things are going so smoothly. Why do people all over the world help Ruan Su?

There was a strong feeling of irritability and hatred in her heart.

She called Yannie impatiently, but she didn't answer after three calls.

She finally thought about it and was going to call lilke again, but now... It was three o'clock in the morning.

Lilke didn't know if he had a rest.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

"Mr. lilke?" she screamed as if a drowning man were frantically grasping the only straw.

"Mrs. Tang, I'm sorry. We'd better not contact again in the future. As for your daughter, I can't accept her as an apprentice." lilke's voice came from his mobile phone.

Mrs. Tang suddenly seemed to fall from heaven into hell. She was stunned before she reacted, "what did you say?"

"I've never seen a woman who loves fame, wealth and vanity like your mother and daughter." lilke couldn't hear any emotion in her voice. He paused for a second and then continued, "please don't tell anyone later. I know you."

Mrs. Tang could not help but grasp the corners of her clothes. She was very upset. She immediately asked, "why? Mr. lilke, Wanrou, she is a snow sea!"

"Are you still boasting? Pretending? Just now, Bo entertainment has released evidence that Tang Wanrou is not a snow sea at all. The snow sea is Ruan Su!"

"What?" Mrs. Tang screamed, almost throwing out her mobile phone. Her voice was broken. "How could it be? How could that bitch be a snow sea? Why should she?"

Lilke was too lazy to pay attention to her and directly began the humiliation mode, "with her talent and talent, with her vanity not as strong as you!"

After that, he hung up the phone neatly without waiting for Mrs. Tang's reaction.

Listening to the sharp voice of Mrs. Tang's collapse, Tang Wanrou's heart missed a beat fiercely. "Mom, what's the matter? Mom? Ruan Su, she..."

"No, it's impossible!" Mrs. Tang muttered to herself with a blue and white face. "It's impossible. Lilke said Ruan Su is a snow sea. How can it be?"

"Isn't it?" Tang Wanrou almost didn't stand still. Her heart beat violently and set off a storm in her heart. "Ruan Su is a snow sea?"

"Lilke can't talk nonsense without any proof." Mrs. Tang hurried to read the microblog again.

She was at a loss and frightened.

Then... She saw many manuscripts published on the official microblog of Bo entertainment, which are real manuscripts... Ruan Su's manuscripts include not only the manuscripts of soul, but also the manuscripts of other songs in the snow sea.

All the handwriting is Ruan Su's.

Xuehai never allowed to transfer money, but only stipulated to send the reward cash of the song to the lacrosse. And she always writes the finished music and sends it to the company.

That's why she's so mysterious that she never shows up.

There is a small signature at the bottom of many manuscripts. If you don't identify it carefully, you can't see it at all.

“su”

It's Pinyin "Su".

And there is Ruan Su's recording, "many people don't know why I only hold Jiang Xinfeng. Because when I was beaten and escaped from my house, Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinfeng's grandfather gave me a bite of rice."

"There are still many people who don't understand why I invested in banquets, because... After my mother died, he took care of me. He is my mother's student. Many things have cause and effect. If you plant good causes, you will have good results. Thank you all fans, thank you."

Snow sea fans are going to explode in situ.

They never thought... It was Ruan su.

How much they scolded before, how ashamed they are now.

How painful it is.

They scolded their idols.

Collapse!

Who is the snow sea that surfaced and exposed to everyone.

Tang Wanrou suddenly became a rat crossing the street and everyone shouted.